Imagination

kick back and let Goapele take your "Imagination" to a place where you find your perfect peace of mind.

Let’s have a drink….dance with me.  Take my hand we will dance the night away….dream about a place far away… where the dew plays and the blades of grass throughout the field seem to wave.

The night is ours and time is on our side…..you’re on the other side of me….my right hand woMAN…fingers locked with mine….we feel each other’s heart beat.

Conversations that seem to last well into the wee hours of the morning…..interesting girl I might add…..bright mind we talk about everything under the stars….from politics to cars….to what is the true purpose of the stars….to why the sky blue.....I say…. God did that just for you.

The color of the honey bee… down to the shape of a cypress tree…..she speaks intelligently and handles her business flawlessly ….a bad chick things just come effortlessly.

The definition of Elegance ….style and good taste….distinction and admirable neatness…and a smile that would light up the place….Running through the fields of your gracefulness…..i stop and smell the daisies and they remind me of you….how sweet you are and how I admire your patience….I can’t help but want to spoil you.

Living a dream where worldly problems can’t enter and we can have conversations with the planets as we entertain our thoughts….pay no mind to the underlying suggestions that I want to throw at you….hoping you catch it like it was just thrown at you.

The stars narrate the story line of our fate ….if you read the intro …you will want to read more and more and more….until the book is done and you found what your heart came looking for.

Just My Type

Good qualities…. book and street smarts…..a man’s perfect woman….mine at least.  Sweet but feisty the kind of woman I wouldn’t mind having beside of me. That DC type….. the kind when you walk in a party you have no choice but to turn up and get hype….but at the same time she’s more of the stay at home type.

Kick back and roll a J and sip wine type…..motivated by her dreams and ideas that turns me on to the highest power that’s the best part about her.  Freaky side of course and likes to stay in the limelight ….. But you would never know unless she thinks you’re her type.

 Tucked away and never shows it to the unjustly….. I guess I’m one who just got lucky…. but didn’t reveal too much it was one of those I can show you better than she could tell me.

The type that won’t wear a wedding ring….she just want to get money and do her own thing…make her dreams a reality and do it “BOSS”……she got it written on her front plate of her car and it’s in her walk.

Just my type…simple….. Yet fly….rather laugh than cry….loves to express what she feels inside… but she will never let you see her cry on the outside.

Bad Blood

Aight I been working on this piece for about 3 weeks.   I did a little venting on this one.  No need for an intro I think the title says it all.

Enjoy!

2 years….2 years and it was all in vein.  I was excited to make you my main….tried to give you everything….but you tossed it all away.

You try to play me for a fool…had me running behind you…had me by my strings a real puppet master...just another puppet to you.

You promised you would never hurt me…HA! A fool to believe….but a human I am so I followed my heart...a fool I am to let him lead.  Looked me in the eye and said you would never leave.  My heart hurts…only because I’m human so this pain is only temporary….

That can be healed…bandaged up ……walk it off like I don’t give a what…..but it hurts too much.  I thought you were for me but I was blind to see that you never really belong to me.  Stuck by your side…..I was something like your ride or die…..the twinkle in my eye…. Should of know it was a matter of time before that twinkle went out….turns out that twinkle in my eye was a shard of glass that brought tears to my eyes……what a surprise!   

Out of character…..I’m not the one to cry over spoiled milk or a spoiled trick.  I could have been loving the one who cared the most……but I chose to stay on a boat that wasn’t meant to float.  Now we’re up the creek with no paddle… no life jackets...no hope.

I choose to keep you close and pushed the other chicks away…I knew I should have listened to her when she told me to stay, that girl isn’t for you anyway.  I brushed her off and told her she didn’t know what she was talking about …got on that bus and took the wrong damn route. 

Now the first mistake was taking the bus when I had Lear jets lined up…… but my mind was clouded and my stomach felt crummy.  Thought it was butterflies from the puppy love but it was a warning from the man above me. I Should of listened now I’m sitting here with regrets ……how could you quit like this……I always kept it on some boss shit….but you decided to bitch and hit me with a text that said in a nut shell that you quit.

Through my words and this pen; my wounds will heal and as you become a figure of my imagination I will continue to write and become buried.  No worries it makes for a good story….ink for a blank page to put my thoughts on blank paper.  Therapy for the mind time for my thoughts to take over.

Halfcrazy *Musiq Soulchild*

Ashaiya Monroe

I had a special request for this one.  Ash I hope you enjoy it and to everyone else. 

Having you would have been sweet…. Listening to the sweet sound of pitter patter of little feet.  Take you to your first dance and be there to tell me about your first kiss… I would have loved to be the one to give you advice from a man’s perspective and kiss you and send you off with best wishes…until you return from school and you ask for nothing but junk food… because when you were in your mothers belly that’s all she liked to do…..

McDonald's Carmel mocha was me and your mom’s thing back in the day…..so I guess it’s safe to say you would have been the same way.  Into the expensive make ups I’m sure your moms would have taught all of that to you……. down to what kind of hair to buy to what are the best chick flicks to cry to.  I could never understand why she cried at mushy movies…… but her tears would still manage to move me.

A joy and a wonderful addition to our lives you would have been…..seeing you grow up as a reflection of the two best people God picked to care for you….wipe your tears when the world seems to hurt you.  We both hold a special piece of you close to our soul….a blessing in the form of memory….gives me something to think about what a life would have been like with a little mini me.

Think of us as you dance with the angel’s …..I’m sure God gave you the most stylish robe and stitched on the sleeve that says…..Ashaiya Monroe!

Pillow Talk

This is Part two of "The Commencement"



Hello....what you up to?....just chillen listening to some tunes...I was like word.....you know who u talking to?....she said yea.....I'm  surprised....she said why...I liked our conversation and you're a pretty interesting guy....
That day at the cafe was a pretty awesome day....she agreed and chuckled to herself I had fun I must say.  I asked her how her day was she replied...ummmm it was OK.... she hit me with a follow up question like she had more to say.....what made u stop me the other day?.....I was like I like your smile and I peeped that coming down the street so I prepped myself in my mind for when I would speak.
She says interesting....don't mess with me I know game when I hear it and that shit is lame to me....that's what I wouldn't do is run game on you....I know u only protecting the only thing he hasn't taken from you.  My mission is to make you feel like a lady....because lately your twitter status read different and ends with #SN thinking about #OOMF lately.
She says don't try to play me like you the only one on my mind..I say I'm not the enemy here I just want to borrow some of your time.
She just doesn't want to be hurt she says lately all she does is tell her self she's nothing and she's ugly....this is what he does to me...breaks me down I'm sick of crying.
I listen and take it all in...I switch the mood and asked what kind of things you like to get into?....she replied oh not much maybe a good play or stay in and listen to some good tunes....
I ask her .....What kind of music you listen to?....I little rhythm and blues mixed with a little old school. Oh yea that's my speed that's a definite plus when a women can enjoy some good tunes and shoot the breeze with a cup of wine......well liquor for me.
Where is your girl friend she asked.....I can't find anyone worth investing my time in.  Every girl I meet just doesn't fit the puzzle you know.....something like a wrong puzzle piece.
She says oh that's deep I can dig that....believe me I know what its like to feel like your heart is under attack....we chatted a little longer as time whisked away....the perfect pillow talk on a rainy Saturday.